Chapter 3: Midnight Red Pupils

There were not many pedestrians on the deep streets, except for the cold wind that blew the leaves on the side of the street from time to time.

A waning moon slanted the white moonlight on the cold concrete road, and the shadows of the telephone poles stretched straight out of the street.

A figure staggered out of the end of the telephone pole shadow, the beer bottle in his hand was not much left, and the wine inside kept stirring with his body. The smell of smoky wine emanated from Ling Fan's body.

This was Ling Fan's first time drinking, and he was a mess, he felt that he was too depressed! The sudden death of his brother weighed on Ling Fan's body like a heavy stone, he couldn't breathe, he needed to release, and he released it happily and without scruples, so he went to drink wine, a whole box of wine.

"Ah......" Ling Fan fell to his knees on the ground, looked up to the sky and cried bitterly, and the tears gushing out were flowing down Ling Fan's cheeks carelessly at this time, "Brother, who killed you, and what is it?!" I'm going to have to find it out for you and slaughter it with my own hands!! Ling Fan shouted frantically, and smashed the wine bottle in his hand on the ground and smashed it, and the mournful shout suddenly resounded in the dark streets, echoing for a long time.

The dormitory was dark, except for the pale moonlight on the table.

Ling Fan felt the button next to the door, and suddenly the dim light reflected every corner of the dark and narrow bedroom. With a thud, Ling Fan locked the door from the inside and staggered out the memo from his arms, the black cover flickering with a psychedelic glow in the dim light.

Ling Fan stared at the black cover, pressing his hands tightly on it, although he had seen this cover many times, every time he saw it, he still felt a strange feeling spreading out from it, as if there was some terrifying devil in it that would suddenly jump out and bite him at any time. Ling Fan took a breath and once again picked up the pages with his two fingers, ready to turn them.

Suddenly, a creepy feeling eroded Ling Fan, and the chilling sensation that chilled his skin seeped in from the window in front of the desk. Although Ling Fan had been staring at the memo with his head down, his hands trembled slightly, and his mind had all been focused on the glass window in front of the table at this time, and faintly Ling Fan felt a pair of eyes staring at him behind the window.

Two blood-red eyes like copper bells stared at Ling Fan inside like beasts through the blurred window, those eyes had no trace of emotion, some were just the breath of death, and there were drops of blood oozing from the eye sockets, staring at the memo in Ling Fan's hand.

"Ah......h But when Ling Fan stared at the glass again, he found that there was nothing behind the glass, only a crescent moon oozing through the blurred glass.

Cold sweat had soaked Ling Fan's back, and his lips trembled uncontrollably: "It's not an illusion!" Those horrible bloody eyes just now could never be my hallucination!! ”

Ling Fan jumped up from the floor, pulled the bedroom door open, and ran out frantically.

"Come out! Get the hell out of here!! Ling Fan stood on the empty street, the white moonlight shining on Ling Fan's angry face.

"Don't you just want the memo in my hand?! Come on!! Take it from me!! Ling Fan held the memo in his hand high and turned his head quickly, looking for the red shadow he had just seen in front of the window.

"Give it to me!!" A howl that seemed to emerge from hell came from above Ling Feng's head.

Ling Fan was shocked, and hurriedly looked up, only to see a huge black shadow pasted on the telephone pole, the huge figure blocked all the white moonlight, and a bunch of shadows were cast on Ling Fan's miserable and frightened face.

The dark shadow slowly slid down from the telephone pole as if it were falling.

What kind of thing is this, it looks like a human being, its whole body is covered in blood-red robes, and its long hair hides its face completely, leaving only a pair of blood-red eyes the size of copper bells, which shoot out two terrifying gazes like beasts.

Ling Fan felt as if his body was nailed to the ground, he wanted to run but couldn't lift it at all, he wanted to shout but his voice was like a stone stuffed into it, and only a pair of eyes were left staring straight at the ghost in front of him.

The red devil walked in towards Ling Fan step by step, it would be a bit far-fetched to say that it was a bit far-fetched, then Cong Ming dragged his steps to Ling Fan, and stretched out his hand hidden in the long sleeve, what a terrible hand, glowing blue and purple, but the black nails were about five centimeters long, like a dagger, stabbing at Ling Fan little by little, and making a sharp and piercing sound: "Give it to me!" Give it to me!! ”

"How can I be intimidated by such a thing!! I'm Ling Fan!! Ling Fan's eyes shot a sharp gaze, he suddenly opened his mouth, biting his tongue tightly, the intense pain stimulated every cell in Ling Fan's body, and finally made Ling Fan recover from the frightened stiff state, and at the moment when the dagger-like nails were about to pierce his eyes, Ling Fan bent over and rolled on the ground to avoid this terrifying stab.

Ling Fan was just about to stand up after rolling to the ground, when he smelled a fishy smell coming to his face. I saw a bruised face less than two inches away from Ling Fan's face, and two blood-red eyes stared at Ling Fan, with a cold breath in their mouths: "Give it to me!" ”

"No!!" Ling Fan hurriedly clutched the memo to his chest and shouted at the devil, "Come on! If you have the ability, kill me!! ”

"You're as ignorant as your brother!!" The red devil suddenly said this, and his blood-colored eyes suddenly burst into a fierce light, and he waved a hand inlaid with what looked like five black daggers and stabbed it towards Ling Fan's throat.

Ling Fan held the memo firmly in front of his chest, but his eyes were tightly closed, and at that moment, Ling Fan seemed to see his brother's back.

"Bang!" "Bang!" Two loud gunshots rang out in the dark night sky in an instant.

Two rapidly spinning bullets pierced the red devil's robes, stirring up flowers of blood.

The red devil showed a hideous face on his face, staring fiercely at the figure who shot at him not far away, and then stared fiercely at Ling Fan, who fell to the ground and hugged the memo tightly, and with a snort, he saw that the red robe flickered, and the monster rushed into the darkness of the street like lightning and disappeared.

Not far away, a long figure stood in the night, her gun neatly and chicly inserted into her waist, and a pair of cold eyes stared at Ling Fan.